About six months or so I published a piece on this blog about what I think was really a sort of phenomenological thing of beauty: a bar full of people I witnessed singing along heartily to “3AM” by Matchbox Twenty. Now, in terms of late-’90s music being divisive, which it apparently is (although for some … Continue reading “Dragging Lit’s Limbs out from under the Bus Crash and Attempting to Represent Them in a Court of Law”